nodded.
No argument.
By noon, he was gone.
My sister arrived immediately.
I called an attorney.
Then the police non-emergency line.
Because the document had never been filed, there was little they could technically do.
But my attorney told me to document everything.
Change the locks.
Save every message.
Install cameras.
Allow no unsupervised access.
I followed every instruction.
For two weeks, Ron sent messages demanding to see Grace.
I ignored them.
Sherry apologized repeatedly.
Caleb asked to attend counseling.
I agreed only because he was Grace’s father.
He rented